She was tired of being good, rather be bad.
Maybe explore all the fantasies she had
Frustrated, with maintaining self control,
Now is the time for her to explode.
No longer wanted to be the bored spouse,
Looking after the kids and keeping the house.
Inside her was roaring lioness.
That wanted to go out with no panties under her dress
Captivate potential lovers, with a single gaze
Lure them back to her den and act depraved
Get them hooked like a experimental drug
Exhibit her body as art on an leopard skin rug
Take voyeuristic delight in their primal scent
Totally flexible, steaming and bent
Irritated with the mundane and a routine
Leaning towards the totally obscene
In her previous life she was Egyptian princess
Studying the art and creativity of sex
Desired by her loyal concubines
Sipping of her nectar like vintage wine
Escapism, relaxation freedom, hedonism
Change! !
that poem was so funny it brought tears to my eyes thank you for that amazing poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What an amazing poem so different from the usual diet If only I was 28 years younger will send you young mans death to give the view of the pold and depraved